Dogs, writing, and bananas
Gavin isn’t happy with my habit of turning on my computer as soon as I come downstairs. In his dogged opinion, I should pour my coffee and sit in my lounge chair. Then I should put up the footrest and let him hop up to snuggle next to me while I leisurely read the paper.
He doesn’t understand that I am trying to finish writing two books and do a daily blog. The poor dog mopes at my feet and, if given the chance, I think he’d pull the plug on my computer.
Lately when I get up, I write for a couple of hours and then take a break with him and the newspaper. He’ll get used to it.
“In a pig’s eye I will!”
“Shush, Gavin. I’m trying to write my post.”
“C’mon, chair, let’s go sit in the chair. You know you want to.”
“I’m almost finished.”
“Sigh. You don’t love me anymore.”
“I do too. Be good and I’ll make a smoothie. You and Patty can have some banana.”
“Don’t wanna share with her. Want you and the banana all to myself.”
“Banana?”
“Oh, crap SHE heard.”
“Be nice to your baby sister.”
“Are we gonna have some banana?”
“Yes, we will if you silly pups will let me finish this.”
Posted on November 28, 2008, in Dog related, My blog, My books, Writer, Writing and tagged Author, Beads, Bones, books, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Crafts, Dead, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Fiction, Home, Humor, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Pet humor, Pets, Rescue Dogs, Writer, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Doggonedmysteries 
I think your Gavin and my dog know each other. Mine would also love to pull the plug, except for when he stands with his paws up here if there’s another dog on the computer screen. Then I can say goodbye to it for awhile, after a mad scramble to move the mouse and keyboard.
Sorry, What were you saying? I just had to get up from my computer to play glitter ball with my cat.